Strung Tight (The Road To Rocktoberfest #1) - Ann Lister Page 0,53
stepped closer to him, then set my hand on the center of his chest and spread out my fingers, feeling the warmth of his skin seeping through the thin fabric into my palm. Dallas’s head dropped forward at my touch and his eyes focused on me.
“Feel better after your shower?” I asked him.
“Tons better,” he declared. “I’d been dripping sweat all afternoon. It was dirty grunt work, but I have to do what the boss tells me to.”
“Isn’t the boss your father?” I teased and fully stepped in front of him to see his face better.
“He is my boss, but I swear he comes down on me twice as hard as the other guys on the team to prove he doesn’t give me any special treatment,” Dallas explained.
I reached into my pocket and removed a joint I’d rolled earlier and a lighter to spark the end of it. I inhaled quickly and passed the spliff over to Dallas. “See if that makes you feel as good as the shower,” I suggested.
Dallas didn’t take the joint I held out for him; instead, he moved in closer to my body and slid his hand around my neck. His lips were pressed to mine before my brain had fully acknowledged his closeness, and then suddenly, I was embracing his warmth. I nearly buckled from the spike of pleasure that surged through my veins like rocket fuel. The flavor of his mouth and the confident slide of his tongue along mine had my brain short-circuiting. I could feel the hard length of his erection grinding against my groin, seeking friction. This was pure heaven.
My hands eased down his back as I mapped every ridge of muscle on his body with my fingertips. His tongue pushed deeper into my mouth and swirled around mine, and the sounds he made were close to growling. I shoved my hands beneath the elastic waistband in the back of his jogging pants and curled them over the firm globes of his ass. Dallas groaned loudly right into my mouth, then pulled out of our kiss.
“Can we lie down?” he asked.
“Yeah, that’s why I brought the blankets and stuff up here,” I said. I bent over to smooth out the bedding one last time, and when I turned around to look at Dallas, I realized he had stripped down to his tight black boxer briefs. The thin fabric left nothing to my imagination. I could clearly see the solid outline of his hard cock perfectly defined.
Dallas dropped down to his knees and then crawled onto the sleeping bag while I quickly pulled off my shirt and then unzipped my jeans and shoved them down my legs to pool at my ankles.
“Hurry up and join me,” Dallas suggested. “I want to taste your cock again.”
I kicked my pants off and met Dallas in the middle of the sleeping bag. “I think it’s my turn to blow you.”
His fingers sifted through my hair and I loved the feel of his nails scraping over my scalp and the tug he gave to the ends. “You seriously want to blow me?” he asked. “I mean, I know you’ve never done it before, and I’m not expecting you to do it.”
“I’m not sure I’ll be any good, but I’d like to try,” I confessed. “I’m curious to see what you’ll taste like.”
“That sounds hot as hell,” Dallas said on a sigh, “and there is no such thing as a bad blowjob.” Without further discussion, Dallas lifted his hips and pushed off his briefs, and his cock sprang free and into view. “Can anyone see us up here?”
“It’s completely private,” I answered as my eyes took in his nakedness in the dim light available. “The roof to the main, rounded turret in front of the house blocks us from people on the street, and the two smaller ones on either side of the house shields us from the neighbors’ windows.”
“Sounds perfect,” Dallas said and reached for me.
Our lips mashed together, and as I began to feast on him, I sucked on his tongue, which made me wonder if this would be anything like having his dick between my lips. The moan from Dallas that vibrated inside my mouth gave me the boost of confidence I needed, and I eased him onto his back while continuing to deepen my kiss. I loved the day-old bristle on his jawline and the feel and sound of sandpaper scraping when our chins bumped together. This was the most turned on